So I haven’t posted here in 3 years… and some of my last rants were lame enough to get deleted after a fresh look.
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And man do I have a lot to cover!
It’s funny how age can change our perspective. How the conceits that convict us as wild young firebrands evolve and even vanish outright over time.
I remember thinking of 40 as some distant trap. At 20 I wrote a rather insipid song about it, projecting myself forward twice the number of years I’d lived, thinking I’d be damn near decrepit by then. And yeah, my health sucked at that age, but little of it was due to truly natural causes. Stupidity of reckless youth caught up, overtook me. Read More
I’m here for a conference. It’s a Thursday in October and I prepared for chill, but a light windbreaker surprisingly suffices. The sun is partly out as Alan and I tool around the city, and you only know it’s autumn when you’re hit by the breeze off the canals.
Amsterdam has always been a magical, mythical place for me, a city of forbidden freedoms whispered about at home by daydreaming stoners with distantly-glazed eyes. I never thought I’d be here, but thanks to a little tech community volunteerism, Nokia has funded this adventure. I’ve just been elected to a council that will act as a proxy between the Finnish cell phone giant and its burgeoning open source developer community.
I couldn’t be more excited. Read More
About a year after my estranged wife left I decided I’d had enough being miserable by myself. I wanted to share. Well, more so stuff like joy, but a sympathetic hug now and then would be nice.
Unfortunately here I am another year later with only a single coffee-shop encounter behind me… and the only thing I’ll say about that one is that you never want to see a 53-year-old man regress to 15. And I never want to do it again.
According to family and friends I shouldn’t be having trouble. In theory I should be able to slide right into another relationship. I’ve tried and failed to verbally explain to friends and family why it’s been so difficult, so let’s see if blogging can get the points across. And they are legion.
The best way to do this, I think, is describe the unicorn– er, woman I would seek if I were still trying: Read More
Today’s rant is about antibiotics. And tacos.
After years of ingesting and digesting some of the spiciest and gooiest substances known to man, it turns out I’ve developed diverticulosis. Not enough salad to balance the queso, I guess.
Along with this fun development my doctor suspects an H. Pylori as well as lung infection. Combined heartburn, bloating and bronchial spasms had recently sent me to the emergency room gasping for breath.
One more ailment and I think I qualify as a living lab experiment. Read More
In late 2011 my dear friend Gary Birkett took his own life.
To this day I have no idea why he did. He and his wife had just welcomed a new son, and when I last saw him at a conference in Dublin, he and I had the greatest time enjoying a Norway-Ireland soccer game.
On an April 11 Saturday much nicer than it had any right to be, the threat of heavy rain fortuitously replaced by a cool misted morning, 2897 runners took to blockaded streets of Austin for the annual Longhorn Run. Just over half were students, the balance made up of staff and public participants. All appeared to have a splendid time. Read More
According to my mother, I’ve been an avid reader since age two. Apparently, I had memorized from an old TV soda commercial that P-E-P-S-I spelled the name of a tingly, tangy drink that I could only have in occasional sips. The way she tells it, she almost wrecked her car when I saw a billboard and shouted, “Look mama! P-E-P-S-I! That spells Pepsi!”
On a whim, she decided right then to start teaching me to read, and in short order unleashed the hack writer before you now. Read More
I‘ve mentioned before that I’m working to open up life possibilities. Career and home location are the two big ones: family obligations limited options for the past two decades but they’re steadily dwindling as a factor. My house needs a great deal of rehabilitation before I could get rid of it, but let’s assume I get to that point.
Where would I go? Read More